Since September is National Yoga Awareness Month, I thought it’d be okay for me to talk about my free yoga classes. I earned my 200-hour teaching certificate through the Living Yoga program in Austin. Now I teach a beginning yoga class on Tuesdays at 8:00 A.M. in the Stribling Room here at the library.
The sky is still falling
You people who have bought into the idea that human activity is causing climate change are going to have to step up your game, is all I’ve got to say. Honestly, I don’t know what your problem is, but you’re falling down on the job. My recent column complaining about the hypocrisy and dishonesty coming from AlGore (all one word) must have irritated quite a few of you Chicken Littles, but I only saw one (1) Letter to the Editor about it.
Menu planning is simple in these parts. Any given week it will have Mexican Food and Bar-B-Que in it. This is beef country, so chicken fried steak will also be had. We’re not the four ounce steak with the rag weeds on top folks. Vegetables are corn and green beans.
Pizza on the Run….
My Uncle Mort, who has called the thicket his home during his 105 years of life, has a new neighbor who may have been made in the same mold. Oh, calling him a “neighbor” may be a stretch, since his spread is over the river and through the woods from Mort’s.
Let’s call the neighbor “Bud,” who probably is 30 years Mort’s junior.
The calendar says fall arrives this week. Time is really rushing by. John and I noticed some trees with yellow leaves toward Fredericksburg. I thought it was too early. However, the calendar says it is time. This really puts my greenhouse rebuild project on the front burner. The foundation is built.
It’s heeeeere.
The end of Summer.
The beginning of Fall.
As in…Autumn.
On Friday the 22nd to be exact.
A favorite season for most.
Cooler mornings.
Softer sun.
Crisper moon.
Stars to beat the band.
A season for retreat.
Reformation.
Refocusing.
Resting.
Reaping.
But also planting.
Bulbs.
Bare-root.
Root vegetables.
Kale.
Spinach.
To everything, there is a season.
And a time to every purpose under Heaven.
Things slow down.
Time to review.
R ...
Dear Gerry,
To encourage people to pay attention to the allegedly controlling, ridiculous medical profession....
Joey Bada$$, a New York rapper, boasted that he would watch the eclipse without protective eyewear. The next day, Joey had to cancel three tour dates due to “unforeseen circumstances,” (meaning he didn’t have the foresight to respect science).
Miles from Impact, Mason Responds
Over the course of the last few weeks, nature has unleashed its fury on the western hemisphere. It began with Hurricane Harvey that devastated the upper Gulf Coast of Texas, then followed with a deluge of communities from Bastrop all the way over to western Louisiana.
Stormy weather.
Harvey.
Irma.
Now there’s a pair to draw to.
Hope they don’t have any offspring.
The poor gulf.
And east coast.
America, America.
God shed his grace on thee.
Holy moly.
Hang on, Houston.
It ain’t Texas without ya.
It ain’t America without ya.
Being one of the Top 10 largest cities in the country.
In 4th Place with 2,296,224 people.
Only New York, L.A., and Chicago are bigger.
No hurricanes there, however.
The Port of Houston is the bus ...
It must be a sign of my old age. I just could not figure out what day it was last week. The Monday holiday just messed up my brain. It was a good week. However, anyone who was around me knows I was lost in time.
The German Hymnfest will be Sunday, September 24th, at Mason First United Methodist Church at 3 pm.
